But then, after No. 3's murderous intent completely locked onto him, he didn't dare to move.
Although there was still a distance of hundreds of meters between the two of them, Nozawa Takemoto had no doubt that this distance was nothing to the strange man in front of him with a biting chill.
His heartbeat suddenly beat very slowly. It had never been so slow before, as if his heart was suffocated for a moment.
It was not until No. 3 left that Nozawa Takemoto took a deep breath as if he was carrying a heavy burden. At this moment, his face was covered in cold sweat. For a moment, Nozawa Takemoto even thought that he was dead.
After this incident, Nozawa Tsuyoshi no longer wanted to play football. He first glanced coldly at Aso Kodiao, who was standing nearby and gloating about his misfortune.
Later, an angry Nozawa Takemoto said to all his teammates and younger brothers, "Let's go, this game is over, let's go back."
As soon as he finished speaking, Nozawa Takemoto took his teammate and younger brother and left the football field angrily.
When Aso Xiaodiao saw this, he stood there and shrugged. He did not sarcastically suppress his opponent at this time.
The main reason was, of course, not because he was kind-hearted, but because he didn't want to provoke Nozawa Takemoto, who was acting like a mad dog at the moment.
As for the teachers who temporarily act as referees, they dare not stand in the way of these young masters from the upper-class families.
At this time, most people's attention was no longer on the game, but on whispering about the specific identity of No. 3.
"No fun, let's go."
Seeing that the farce was over, Winona pulled her four female companions to leave. When the crowd saw this, there was another commotion.
Winona left the field in love, and Nozawa Takemoto left angrily. As a result, everyone present lost interest and left the football field in twos and threes.
At this time, Aso Xiaodiao, who was still standing there, leaned into the ear of a younger brother and whispered: "Go and check the identity and background of the man just now."
When the younger brother heard this, he immediately ran away to the school archives to investigate the background of No. 3.
Number 3 and Yamamoto Nami walked into a garden at this time. The two of them sat on a secluded flower bed and looked at each other quietly.
"No. 3-kun, if I hadn't stopped you just now, would you have gone up and killed Nozawa Takemoto?" At this moment, there were only No. 3 and Nami Yamamoto around, so she dared to cross her legs without any scruples. Ask No. 3 the questions in your mind.
At this moment, No. 3 half-closed his eyes and leaned against the big tree in the middle of the flower bed. After hearing the words, he replied calmly: "Yes."
Yamamoto Nami thought for a while and said as a reminder: "Can you stop being like this and killing people at every turn?"
No. 3 suddenly opened his eyes and looked at her with cold eyes.
Seeing No. 3's overreaction, Yamamoto Nami sighed and explained: "I know you are not afraid, but the people who come to school here all come from some family background! Like Nozawa Gomoto, his father is the traffic manager of Yokohama City The third-in-command of the transportation department, if you kill him openly, his father will definitely make things difficult for my father’s business.”
After hearing the words, No. 3 closed his eyes again and said, "I know." Yamamoto Nami's words were very clear, and he was very clear about not causing trouble for his employer. After all, he was just a bodyguard now, not a killer.
His mission at this moment is just to protect Yamamoto Nami's safety and prevent her from being harmed. Everything else has nothing to do with him.
However, Nozawa Takemoto, who died of a normal disease, had nothing to do with him.
"King No. 3."
After waiting for a moment, Nami Yamamoto saw that No. 3 was silent, so she asked, "What are you thinking about?"
For the first time, No. 3 had a smile on his face, shook his head slightly and said, "I didn't think anything of it!"
This smile didn't matter. On the contrary, Yamamoto Nami, who was paying attention to No. 3's every move at the moment, was shocked. Abnormal things always make people surprised and confused.
Yamamoto Nami was afraid that No. 3 would think of something abnormal or suffer from physical problems, so he asked tentatively: "
"Would you like to take a nap first or go to the hospital?"
"No, I don't need to sleep! I don't need to go to the hospital!"
No. 3, who had closed his eyes again and took a nap, suddenly became excited when he heard the words about going to the hospital.
You must know that at this moment, his body has been completely integrated with the gastruzoan virus. Not only that, the cells in his body are also different from normal people. If you go to the hospital and get diagnosed, it will be great fun. If this kind of thing really happened, No. 3 would have no choice but to pinch his nose and kill everyone in the hospital to keep his secret.
It was the first time Yamamoto Nami saw such an excited No. 3, and her curiosity suddenly reached its peak. She couldn't help but ask: "Why are you not sick, but you always like to close your eyes? You who were originally calm, when you heard this Hospital, why is it so abnormal?"
Hearing this, No. 3's face darkened, and he stared at Yamamoto Nami coldly, but did not reply. However, his right hand involuntarily touched the dagger hidden in his inner thigh.
At this moment, Yamamoto Nami was not aware of the danger. She just felt a little cold around her, so she tightened her clothes and continued to say to No. 3:
"Why don't you speak? Mr. No. 3?"
No. 3 thought for a while, then quietly withdrew his right hand holding the dagger. He faced Yamamoto Nami with an unchanged expression and replied calmly: "You must maintain your physical strength at all times and don't do unnecessary things. That will It’s a waste of physical strength and energy. As for saying I don’t want to go to the hospital, of course I have my reasons.”
"King No. 3."
Seeing that No. 3 finally spoke, Nami Yamamoto moved to the side of No. 3.
The two of them instantly got closer, almost touching each other. Yamamoto Nami stroked her hair and said with gentleness and complexity in her voice: "No. 3-kun, can you tell me about your past?"
No. 3 immediately shook his head and said: "No, absolutely not."
"Why?"
Hearing this, Yamamoto Nami pouted and said, "I'm very curious! Besides, you don't need to talk about those confidential things, just talk about your life. By the way, what do you usually do?"
Number 3's eyes were as bright as stars at this moment. Number 3 glanced at her, and after thinking carefully for a while, he said lightly: "Killing, killing by all means."
"Killing? Killing in various ways?"
Yamamoto Nami's eyes widened to their maximum size, and she looked at No. 3 curiously. The word "killing" is strange to Nami Yamamoto, who has been pampered since she was a child, but it is far from enough to scare her.
